"I, Tianlin, are here to find Sword Fengyun to take revenge, and I ask you to be a witness here, I will definitely sword Fengyun today."

Lingbaozong Tianlin, the pinnacle of the Linghuang realm.

Many people present instantly saw through his realm, dressed in treasure armor, holding a spirit box in his hand, and surrounded by the dazzling light of several emperor-level spirit weapons on his body, which was enviable.

"The Lingbao Pavilion is really rich, and this emperor-level spirit weapon must be worth at least tens of thousands of top-grade spirit crystals." When a young warrior saw this scene, he immediately looked up with envy.

"I said this brother, have you figured out that the Tianlin of our Spirit Treasure Pavilion is not showing off the spirit weapon, he is going to challenge the sword Fengyun, challenge the sword Fengyun, this is the highlight of this Shengyuan admissions, do you know." On the side, a disciple of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion suddenly stepped forward and spoke.

"Sword Fengyun!" The young martial artist was slightly stunned, and then his color changed suddenly, and said: "Sword Fengyun, yes, I heard that he once fought against the Demon Domain Demon Son, the Holy Soul Sword Sect Yin Ba, and the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan's Emperor in Wuling City. ”

"Hehe, that's all fake, isn't it a martial artist who hasn't reached the Spirit King Realm, our young master can solve him." That Spirit Treasure Pavilion disciple sneered and suddenly spoke.

At the same time, the scene suddenly boiled.

"Jian Fengyun has offended the forces of hundreds of families in the Tianxuan Upper Domain, and at the beginning in Wuling City, he boasted that Haikou said that the Holy Academy would accept everyone's challenge to recruit students, this time it will be up to him to do something."

"That's right, I heard that Yin Ba, as well as Xuanmu Mozhen, those Tianjiao are here, this time Jian Fengyun is afraid that he will die without a corpse."

"If you don't have the ability, don't boast about Haikou, let's see what he does today."

Just after the test from the Tianzhi Palace, many martial artists gathered outside the ring of the big competition, looking at the enemies of the sword wind and clouds on the side, and immediately discussed.

Yin Ba was dressed in a dark blue robe, and his face was calm and he sat behind the disciples of the Holy Soul Sword Sect.

"Sword Fengyun, today I must know that there is a world of difference." Yin Ba clenched his fists, and a murderous aura flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As the first Tianjiao of the Tianxuan Upper Domain, no Tianjiao of the younger generation in the Tianxuan Upper Domain dared to challenge him for so many years, but he was defeated by a young man from the Lower Domain.

Although he was in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land at that time, his cultivation was restricted, but he was also defeated, and he also lost the Holy Soul Sword Sect's monarch-level sword weapon, the Sword of the Thunder Monarch, which was a great shame for him.

The most important thing is that this person who brought him great shame, he didn't kill him several times, and he also made him grow up, and he still can't forget the scene when Jian Fengyun broke through three small realms in Wuling City one after another, triggering the vision of the Seven Ancient Dragons.

"Sword Fengyun, you must die!"

Yin Ba's fists were clenched, and the power of the laws in his body was boiling, and at this time, the sword storm seemed to not only make him feel humiliated, but also made him feel threatened, a powerful threat.

Xuanmu Mozhen sat in the camp of the second prince, and the camp was full of some strong people recruited by the second prince Zishan.

"That Brother Xuanmu, let the people I recruited go up first, clean up those who are weaker first, and consume the strength of some strong people by the way, and then you go up again, so as to save some energy, just in case." Zishan said with a light smile at the Xuanmu Demon Zhen beside him.

Xuanmu Mozhen's eyes raised slightly, and a wisp of indifference flashed in his eyes, and said, "The prince of Purple Mountain is free to do so." ”

Saying that, Xuanmu Mozhen set his eyes around the ring and began to look for the figure of the sword Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun, this strength that is not even available in the Spirit King Realm, has repeatedly made him deflated, in the Qingyun Domain, he took the Danyuan Sect of the Qingyun Domain, originally wanted to destroy the Sword Fengyun, but it turned out to be a failure, the loyal Danyuan Demon Emperor died directly, this matter directly frustrated his Dao heart, if it were not for the timely guidance of his master Demon Emperor, he was afraid that he would have collapsed at this time, and in Wuling City, Jian Fengyun also destroyed the power of devouring demons arranged by his master, he wanted to kill Sword Fengyun, and failed.

This time he came over again, he wanted to let the blood of Jian Fengyun strengthen his Dao heart.

"Jian Fengyun, you must die, for the sake of the Demon Domain warriors who died in the Qingyun Domain, for the sake of the master's order, and for the sake of my Dao heart, you must die." Xuanmu Mozhen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his black robe was slightly glowing with dark red light, and the murderous aura seemed to have condensed into substance.

Long Xing sat on the side where the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan was located, dressed in a pale golden dragon elephant robe, holding a fire attribute spirit sword in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he was also searching for the figure of the sword Fengyun.

Long Xing hated Jian Fengyun to the extreme, he was directly beaten in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land and did not dare to enter, and in Wuling City, he was directly cut off an arm, and he never won from beginning to end.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he is also the descendant of the Emperor Longxing, and being slapped in the face like this not only made him lose face in front of everyone, but also suffered a lot of punishment in the family.

This time, he will be disgraced.

There are also Tianjiao disciples of the major forces in the Tianxuan Upper Domain around, they are all fighting for the reputation of the sect, and the power behind them is not large, but their sect has been pitted by Jian Fengyun in the Southern Ancient Forbidden Land to take a lot of top-grade spirit crystals, and the most important thing is that the spirit crystals are given, but those disciples brought out by Jian Fengyun are still with a strange poison in their bodies, and even the best alchemists in the Tianxuan Upper Domain can't solve it.

The spirit crystal is exchanged for a group of living dead, which makes those sect forces how willing, they must beg for breath, it is best to get the spirit crystal back, for them, a top-grade spirit crystal is a million low-grade spirit crystals, enough for an ordinary sect to consume a long time, for some low-level sects, it is even more precious treasures.

Looking at the actions of the countless people below who hated Jian Fengyun, and listening to the various disobedient remarks about Jian Fengyun, on the high platform, the corners of Wan Yanhuo's mouth suddenly hooked up with a sneer.

"Elder Tianhai, this ring competition is about to open, where did the sword Fengyun from your Danyao Peak who is going to participate in the battle go?" Wan Yanhuo deliberately expanded his voice so that all the elders present and the high-level disciples of the surrounding Holy Courtyard could hear it.

"Wanyanhuo, my disciples don't participate in the ring competition, you don't have to worry about it, right?" Tianhai's eyes sank, he knew that Wan Yanhuo would definitely take the opportunity to ridicule him.

"Oh, yes, I heard that this disciple of yours boasted in front of the major forces of the Tianxuan Upper Domain before entering the Holy Courtyard that he was going to participate in the ring competition, why, at this time, he was ready to be a lock turtle?" Wan Yanhuo sneered and said with bad intentions.

(End of chapter)